The Genius of Italy: Being Sketches of Italian Life, Literature, and Religion

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G. P. Putnam, 1849 - 332 pages
 

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Page 292 - While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land. But small the bliss that sense alone bestows, And sensual bliss is all the nation knows. In florid beauty groves and fields appear, Man seems the only growth that dwindles here. Contrasted faults through all his manners reign; Though poor, luxurious; though submissive, vain; Though grave, yet trifling; zealous, yet untrue ; And even in penance planning sins anew.
Page 78 - The waveless plain of Lombardy, Bounded by the vaporous air, Islanded by cities fair; Underneath day's azure eyes Ocean's nursling, Venice lies, A peopled labyrinth of walls, Amphitrite's destined halls, Which her hoary sire now paves With his blue and beaming waves.
Page 21 - God ! that thou wert in thy nakedness Less lovely or more powerful, and couldst claim Thy right, and awe the robbers back, who press To shed thy blood and drink the tears of thy distress ; XLIII.
Page 188 - Attempered, at his rising, that the eye Long while endured the sight: thus, in a cloud Of flowers, that from those hands angelic rose, And down within and outside of the car Fell showering, in white veil with olive wreathed, A virgin in my view...
Page 211 - Know that this theory is false: his bark The daring mariner shall urge far o'er The western wave, a smooth and level plain, Albeit the earth is fashioned like a wheel. Man was in ancient days of grosser mould, And Hercules might blush to learn how for Beyond the limits he had vainly set, The dullest sea-boat soon shall wing her way. Men shall descry another hemisphere...
Page 129 - Winged is each heart, and winged every heel ; They fly, yet notice not how fast they fly ; But by the time the dewless meads reveal The fervent sun's ascension in the sky, Lo, towered Jerusalem salutes the eye! A thousand pointing fingers tell the tale ; "Jerusalem!" a thousand voices cry, "All hail, Jerusalem !" hill, down, and dale, Catch the glad sounds, and shout,
Page 38 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Page 165 - Forth* from the last corporeal are we come Into the Heaven, that is unbodied light; Light intellectual, replete with love; Love of true happiness, replete with joy; Joy, that transcends all sweetness of delight. Here shall thou look on either mighty host* Of Paradise ; and one in that array, Which in the final judgment thou shalt see.
Page 188 - Long while endured the sight : thus, in a cloud Of flowers, that from those hands angelic rose, And down within and outside of the car Fell showering, in white veil, with olive wreathed, A virgin in my view appeared, beneath Green mantle, robed in hue of living flame...
Page 176 - ... almost a beggar, exposing against my will the wounds given me by fortune, too often unjustly imputed to the sufferer's fault. Truly I have been a vessel without sail and without rudder, driven about upon different ports and shores by the dry wind that springs out of dolorous poverty ; and hence have I appeared vile in the eyes of many, who, perhaps, by some better report had conceived of me a different impression, and in whose sight not only has my person become thus debased, but an unworthy...

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